"You," Max growled. He whipped the Desert Eagle from its holster and pointed it between the eyes of the man who had pursued the Driscol girl and O'Don...ell earlier that day. "Where the fuck did they go Jamal? If she somehow makes it out alive, I will hold you personally responsible! If I find that O'Donnell used her to play out one of his sick little fantasies and you knew about it, I will also hold you responsible." Max pulled the hammer back. He felt intense satisfaction as the large black man. It was finals week, well except for the AP Class. That one was a party and a lot of nervous laughter as everyone was on tether hooks waiting for the results. The other finals were relatively easy; stress free compared to the AP exams and contained no surprises. James still couldn’t believe that he was prepared for the tests. The first time through his father looked at his grades and grounded him for a month, going so far as to take his video console and lock it in the trunk of his car.This. With a groan of "I'm cummming," my cum sprayed from my hard cock and filled Cindy's mouth. For a moment she seemed like she was about to choke, but then she continued to pump my cock as I spurted my warm, thick cum into her small willing mouth.Slowly my orgasm subsided and the last few drops of my thick cum dripped into Cindy's young mouth. I watched her pretty face as her blonde hair fell down and covered my leg. Slowly she knelt upright, my cock flopping from her mouth, still hard but no. The team from Ghana will arrive tomorrow morning and we play them tomorrow evening. Tony said and smiled. I could tell he was trying his best not to stare at Sandras huge breasts. I am sure he was picturing what her breasts look like. Sandra was wearing her cotton white blouse buttoned to her neck. Dont worry Tony. I said. I suffer from insomnia anyway so even if the place is quiet I have trouble going to sleep and staying asleep. Do you really Mr. Thompson? I know of a secret recipe that will.